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Ah the memories.Riding in the way back of the family station wagon with no seat belts and no dvd players either. Geting in trouble at school,the pricipal paddling your ass and getting it again when you get home.The countless dirt clod fights we had-growed up beside my grandparents landclearing buisness and sand pit.The cousins and I used to jump off the cliffs as we called them then climb back up the tree roots hanging down every now and then one would break.All this with out helmets and we survived.
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